Sword of Death Camp

Chapter 14 The Old Scholar's Decision
This sudden change of a few seconds caught people off guard, and then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, a person and a medicine box disappeared in such a hazy way.

Captain Liao stepped forward in astonishment, and waved his hand a few times at the place where the man disappeared, and it was indeed gone.

This time they finally determined that the man in Eighth Route Army uniform who was willing to put down his gun in the face of being threatened by being held hostage and helped a woman block the bullet was really an Eighth Route Army soldier.

Can you believe that the sci-fi scenes shown in the novels that were staged on TV actually appeared in front of them.

The two sentences on the ground cannot be faked, and the two rifles in the evidence bag, and the bloody rifles with bayonets cannot be faked.

Captain Liao said to Dad Yang: "You guys need to make a detailed record when you go back with us.

Also, we need to disassemble your car recorder, is it bound to a mobile phone?

You have to take your mobile phone back, you are a senior, an old police officer, you should be able to understand our work process! "

Father Yang nodded: "Understood, since I called you, of course it is based on your procedures!"

Captain Liao went on to say: "This matter is a relatively special event, and the specific situation needs to be kept secret!
Wait for us to report all the situation, and then we will let you know after seeing how it is handled! "

Father Yang nodded again, of course such an important matter must be reported.

This absolutely understands.

Yang Baiqian handed over his mobile phone, and the car was dragged back to the police force. The father and daughter followed the police car in front of them.

Looking at the taciturn daughter, Father Yang couldn't help asking with concern: "Why, are you frightened?

I saw someone fighting in front of me at such a close distance, and killed two people, and even fired a gun.

It's normal to be scared, and it will be fine in a few days!

In the past few days, I will push work or something, relax or stay at home with your parents, you are so busy with work that we can't even take care of it!
I told your mother that I was safe just now, and she was nagging me on the phone..."

Yang Baiqian turned his head and looked at his father: "Dad, if my mother is shot, bah bah bah bah, I said if I get shot again, will you help me block the gun?
Not right either!
It turns out that there are really people in this world who will block guns for others!
And he blocked the gun for me! "

Father Yang was silent for a while before opening his mouth: "In this world, there are not many husbands and wives who shield each other's guns.

But there are absolutely a lot of people who have that kind of heart. The reason why I don’t say too much may be that a kind of imminent death choice has gone beyond the scope of thinking. Faced with the critical moment of life and death, people tend to be more instinctive.

For example, if your mother is going to be shot, if you give me time to think about it, I will stand in front of your mother and block the shot.

Maybe so, or maybe when the enemy shot at your mother, I just stood in front of her without thinking.

It is possible!
Because as long as you are a person, you are almost afraid of death. Although you may have such a determination emotionally, you will have some hesitation at the moment when life and death are imminent.

The reason why that Eighth Route Army soldier blocked a shot for you, and he blocked it so resolutely, so fearlessly and bravely, is actually his belief, which has reached a certain level.

It has surpassed thinking and formed an instinct, which is to protect the people.

This is my guess! "

Yang Baiqian didn't speak anymore, the person who threw herself behind her in the flash of light and flint appeared again in her mind, and stood in front of her.

She suddenly had an idea: "This Eighth Route Army soldier, since he can go through the first time, will there be a second time and a third time?"

It's just this thought, she didn't say it.

……

While awake, Chen Shanhe felt his surroundings changed again. This time, he appeared at a place less than half a meter above the ground, and fell down with a bang.

Fortunately, there are bushes and grass all around here, and he fell directly into the grass to be cushioned, so that he would not fall to death when he had already lost half his life.

A medicine box, followed him back to this time and space.

Chen Shanhe wanted to struggle to stand up, he had nothing in his hand, if a wolf came to this barren mountain, he would be finished, besides, he still had wounds on his body that smelled bloody.

The most important thing is that he wants to cover his wound, but it hurts too much.

There are three gunshot wounds on his body, and the pain is severe when he moves, the kind that hurts.

Moreover, the lungs were injured, and it hurt even to breathe.

He just moved himself to the medicine box reluctantly, and passed out again when his hands were on the medicine box.

This time and space is a few hours later than the modern time and space. This time and space is in the evening, the sun is about to set, and the sky is beginning to dim.

Half an hour later, the road may not be visible.

The wounded in the wild as soon as it got dark were basically the same as being fed to wild animals.

But there is no unparalleled road, just as Chen Shanhe fainted, the old scholar and Sun Shijiang, who had searched for more than ten minutes from the mountain and up and down, finally saw him.

"Mr. Xiucai, I found it!"

The old scholar and Sun Shijiang finally found Chen Shanhe who was unconscious in the grass, but their hearts were still disturbed.

Or it can't be said that they are anxious, but they can only say that they are doing their best to collect Chen Shanhe's body, anyway, that's what they think in their hearts.

After all, if you fall from such a high mountain wall, you will lose yourself, three 400 meters high!

If it didn't fall into a ball of meat, it would be God's pity.

But when they approached, what did they see? They saw a comatose Chen Shanhe who was still breathing, and a medicine box tightly clutched in his hands.

So when Mason Sun wanted to grab Chen Shanhe and carry him on his back, the old scholar was so anxious that he slapped him off.

"Sun Shijiang, you are blind!

I didn't see that Shanhe was still breathing, and he was injured. You made such a big move, you wanted to kill him, didn't you? "

Sun Shijiang was surprised when he heard it, squatted down in surprise, and observed carefully, and it turned out that Chen Shanhe was still breathing.

The old scholar squatted down and helped Chen Shanhe to examine carefully: "I was shot three times, and my life was saved!"

Sun Shijiang's face was full of joy: "He was shot three times and still survived, it's a great fortune!
Lord Hades will not accept such a person! "

The old scholar said angrily: "You know what a fart! If you get hit by a gun, you will get infected, get inflamed, and die!
You bastard who doesn't understand anything! "

It was the first time for the old scholar to swear in such a vulgar way, and his words revealed that the medicine he knew was not just the local prescriptions in the countryside.

Still have some knowledge.

Sun Shijiang was scolded by him, but he didn't dare to fight back. After all, knocking stones is his job, but saving people, the old scholar dumped himself for not knowing how many streets.

I could only ask helplessly: "Then what should we do now?"

The old scholar was also very helpless: "If there are some bruises in the countryside, I am still sure, but for this gunshot wound, I am not sure at all.

His heaviest shot hit the lung, and if there is no professional doctor, he will die! "

Sun Shijiang was also helpless: "Then what should we do? He worked hard for Ermen Village, and Ermen Village can't just watch him die here!"

The old scholar's eyes lit up: "Yes! Isn't he from the Eight Routes?
Let's find two young men to carry him to the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army should have doctors, and the fighting troops must be better at dealing with gunshot wounds! "

Only then did Sun Shijiang think of it: "The dozen or so Japanese have been shot by Shanhe, so why don't you take away the guns and guns of the Japanese and give them to the Eighth Route Army to make them pay more attention?"

The old scholar said angrily: "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and call someone!"

(End of this chapter)